“Are you sure I’m worth it? We…there were so many times I just wanted to shake you.” As his face flushed, he squeezed my hand. “Sometimes I still do?” The soft, hesitant admission made me smile. “Baby, that does not surprise me one bit.” But he’d get bored if I was too easy, so I wasn’t going to promise not to make him nuts. “But I’m going to be worth it…we’re going to be worth it.”
He never answers the original question.
